Victoria Iwakura Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

Iwakura Art's Downfall

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Finally, I’m like, “Screw this!” I bounce outta there and hit up a ramen shop on Hachiman Street. Best decision ever! I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurpin’ noodles like there’s no tomorrow. Happiness level: 1000.

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